Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"I"

The choice came so quickly that the skinny boy's eyes widened and he wanted to refute.

"Um?"

As a result, the pirate looked back at him.

There was a hint of indifference in the left eye without the blindfold, which made Kanrisade tremble. When the gaze looked at him, it was like looking at a piece of wood, a stone, or a corpse.

If he wants to say more.

Maybe the pirate will "communicate" with him in another way next moment.

Ah, yes.

The man before him was a pirate, a rule-breaker, a thug who roamed the sea.

Just because he can chat with children in a friendly manner does not mean that he will not suddenly pull out a gun and use a bullet to express his attitude.

He is a dangerous person.

"Don't take my brother away!"

Althea started to cry. She rushed over and hugged Blake's thigh. The mushrooms in her arms were scattered all over the floor. She looked at the pirate pleadingly and said:

"Take me away, let my brother stay here, please."

"What are you doing with me?"

Blake stretched out his hand, patted the little girl on the head, and said in a gentle tone:

"Are you taking it away as a food reserve? You are so skinny and small that you can't do anything on the ship, and you brought a little girl on board?

Oh my God!

What a sinful thought!

In less than a day, you will be eaten whole by the incompetent villains on my ship.

Just stay here and old Gani will take care of you. "

"don't want!"

Althea cried loudly, making the pirate look embarrassed. He saw Xieyan and Zarak looking over here in the darkness not far away.

It seemed like he was watching his own captain bullying a little girl.

"boom"

Blake quickly drew his gun, pulled the trigger, and another bullet flew out, scaring the two incompetent bastards away. Then he held the smoke-emitting pistol and looked down at the little girl with tears on her face.

"Oh, you girls are the best at crying and pretending to be pitiful."

The pirates were annoyed.

Then he stretched out his hand, flicked Althea's forehead, and said to her:

"I just took him away, not to kill him.

If your brother is smart and capable enough and is lucky enough not to die in a deck fight or a sudden robbery, you will meet again in the future.

You can also run to him yourself.

As long as you can protect yourself a little, find another ship.

Remember, little girl, the pirate who took your brother away is me, named Black Shaw. You must first become an assassin, then find the Assassin's League, and finally find me. "

As he spoke, the pirate's fingers gently pinched the back of the little girl's neck, causing her to roll her eyes and fall into unconsciousness. Blake then threw her hands away to Morgan behind him, saying:

"Take this little troublemaker away and spread the miracles of old Gani in your gathering place. But if in the next four hours, my rest is disturbed by a group of refugees who break in.

Trust me, I get pretty angry.

children.

You don't want to see me angry.

Very scary. "

After saying that, he stepped forward, hummed a song, and swaggered towards the carriage beside the bonfire, wanting to sleep for a while longer.

The little fish man followed him, staring with cute big eyes, making a face at the three children behind him, swaying his body, and followed the owner back to sleep soundly.

"Take her away, Morgan."

Kanrisade picked up the mushrooms on the ground, wrapped them in his own tattered clothes, and looked at the garbage pile next to him. The skinny boy suppressed the fear in his heart, tried hard to smile, and said to his good friend Morgan :

“It’s not meaningless for me to go with him.

My father abandoned his territory and fled to northern Xinjiang with the coward prince. Now I can be regarded as having found a better way for everyone in the forest to live for that incompetent man.

The pirate was right. "

He lowered his head and said in an inaudible voice:

"I do hate my father. In every dream since my mother died, I have thought that maybe it would be a good thing for me to leave here, but you have to promise me, Morgan, that you have to take good care of my sister."

"I will, Master."

Morgan's eyes were a little red. He glanced at the pirate's carriage and said seriously:

"I swear on my surname that I will protect the young lady!"

A few minutes later, Canrisade Aberlock watched Morgan carrying his sister on his back and dragging large and small bags away from the ruins of the town. He took a deep breath, wiped his eyes, and then turned and walked towards the bonfire.

The orc warlocks and trolls who had been scared away by the captain had returned there, pretending that nothing had happened, and were bragging and kicking, while grilling some pieces of meat.

"What are you looking at!"

The evil eye turned around and stared at the thin boy fiercely with its one eye. He bared his teeth and threatened:

"If you look again, I'll pluck your eyeballs out! Go, go, go."

Facing the intimidation of the orcs, Kanrisad clenched his fists.

But he still lowered his head and sat on the wood beside the campfire. He crossed his arms and pricked up his ears to listen to the orcs teaching the warlock magic to the trolls.

Listening to it, this skinny boy thinks this is quite interesting.

Magic alas.

Two hours later, Evil Eye was eating barbecue while watching Zalak's hands surge with evil energy, trying to maintain a small demon portal to summon his first demon imp.

This troll is a quick learner.

And he has experience in casting spells before, so it is not difficult to teach him.

However, after Evil Eye took a sip of wine, he suddenly felt a slight vibration of magic power on the other side. He looked back and widened his eyes. In the shadows beside the campfire, the skinny human boy was also trying to communicate with Evil Eye with his fingers. able.

And at his fingertips, there was already a small ball of evil energy flowing like sparks.

"Farke!"

Evil Eye cursed loudly, startling both the troll and the little boy. The warlock dropped the barbecue in his hand and strode towards Kanrisad. He shouted loudly:

"You, don't stop! Keep casting, let me see. Where did you learn this?"

"I heard you when you were teaching him."

Kanrisade was startled, and the evil energy flowing through his fingertips was suddenly extinguished, but this did not eliminate the shining light in the evil eye.

The orc rubbed his oily hands and patted the skinny boy on the shoulder.

He grinned and said:

"Let me tell you, why would the captain be interested in playing with silly children? He must have taken a fancy to your talent. You can sense evil energy after just one listen. You are simply a natural warlock.

But now you can't control the flow of this magic power.

Come on, let Uncle Evil Eye teach you how to control it.

That bastard troll and I are planning to form a small group of spellcasters, and you might be our new star. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, come with me.

Have you seen this thing?

It's called the Little Demon Seal.

It can be used to summon demons to serve you. Do you want a demon of your own?

Don't listen to the rumors of ignorant people. Demons are not scary at all.

They are very useful to us.

Not only are there treacherous imps, sharp hellhounds, and powerful demon guards, but you can also summon coquettish succubi. Yes. Warlocks don't bother to waste time pursuing things like love.

We have succubi!

We are much happier than those miserable men.

bring it on.

Become a warlock, Slender Boy, and become one of us.

This is the best path to strength.

You only need to pay some trivial things in exchange for infinite power. "

——

"Did Evil Eye teach you this magic? How could he be so enthusiastic? You have to be careful. That bad warlock might be planning to deceive you into being a sacrifice and summoning powerful demons. Don't doubt it, warlocks are the best at doing this kind of thing. ”

"Also, it only took you two hours to summon your own little ghost? Didn't you see? You are still a little genius."

"You little brat looks weird, as if you have ADHD and is not as obedient as mine. He is so noisy, what a piece of trash!"

"boom"

"Huh? Why don't you speak? Your captain is asking you a question, and you just respond with silence? Do you know that your behavior will be suspended on the ship!"

In the swaying carriage, Black took back the pistol that was emitting green smoke, looked back at the skinny boy Kanrisade with a dull expression, waved his hand again, and said to the little fishman on his shoulder:

"Clean it up, it looks disgusting."

"Quack gua gua"

The little fish man jumped off the owner's shoulder with a dissatisfied look on his face, waved his fist at Black again, vented his anger, and then dragged the corpse of the demon imp whose head was blown off by a bullet at close range and whose body was still twitching.

With strength that was not in line with its size, it kicked open the door of the carriage and threw the disgusting corpse out of the speeding carriage.

"captain."

Kanrisade said in a low voice with a dull face:

"You just killed my little devil. It took me a long time to summon it. You have to compensate me."

"Ok, I know."

Blake sat on the "seat" next to him, stuffing lead bullets into the musket in his hand. He said with an indifferent expression:

"It's too noisy. I don't like the noise. You can summon it again in a few days. Listen to my advice, kid, and be careful when dealing with demons.

Imps are very cunning, and if left unchecked, they will eat up a new surgeon like you.

Um?

Why are you standing there? Isn't it uncomfortable?

Sit down. "

The pirate spoke.

But Kanrisade, a fourteen-year-old boy, glanced at the coffin lying next to him. There was also a terrifying looking corpse of an old man in it.

He glanced at the captain who was sitting on the coffin board without any psychological pressure. He swallowed and tried hard to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.

He stammered:

"Well, I like to stand. This is a habit I developed when I was wandering in the forest. Captain, you don't have to worry about it."

"Ha, you're afraid of corpses?"

Blake rolled his eyes and said with a sneer:

"Have you never seen a coffin before? What are you afraid of? This old man has been dead for three thousand years, and his soul has left his body. He will not suddenly jump up and bite you.

You are still too young to be a warlock and you must overcome your fears.

Come.

I'll help you! "

He reached out and grabbed Kanresade's bony arm.

Amid the boy's screams, he threw him into the coffin and closed the lid without hesitation. He ignored Kanrisade's fear of sleeping with the corpse and his cries for help as he banged on the lid in the coffin.

"You're really mean, you know that, Captain."

Two troll ghosts were suspended next to Blake, holding their stomachs and laughing, but Blake ignored them and looked into the distance through the glass of the carriage window.

They had left Dusk Forest and were now speeding along a desolate and gloomy mountain road to the south of Deadwind Pass.

This is a narrow canyon terrain. The mountain roads on both sides are quite steep. If you are not careful, you will fall into the valley nearly 100 meters high below, and your body will be bloody.

At the end of Blake's sight, he could see a tall black tower standing under the gloomy sky.

Although it is not as exaggerated and violent as the Tower of Mordor in his memory, the tower in front of him is even more filled with a weird evil spirit, which is very similar to the feeling Blake had when he first saw the Nagfar.

They are all evil things that should not appear in this world.

There is Karazhan.

The place where the astral mage Medivh grew up, it was also there that he lived day and night with a ray of thought from the dark god, and was controlled to commit horrific evil deeds.

Medivh is dead.

But unfortunately, his sins did not leave with him.

"I'm protecting this poor kid, who hasn't lived a life long enough to prepare him for the hell he's about to see."

Blake put his hand on the beating coffin boards.

He finally sat down on it.

He looked at the tall tower in the distance and said to the two ghosts beside him:

"When you get there, cheer up. Medivh has made a lot of weird things there that can't be explained by common sense. I need you to warn me at all times."

"You actually don't have to worry so much."

The voice of Merry Winterwind came from the soul-inducing lamp beside Blake. The old mage said:

"Little Aegwynn is already waiting for you in Karazhan. With her here, the terrifying things in that tower will not regard you as an enemy."

"I know I know."

The pirate waved his hand and said:

"Of course I'm not worried about going there as a guest. The problem is, I don't want to be a mere guest. There are so many good things in that tower.

Hey, would you please respect my profession?

I'm a greedy stinky pirate. "